After Ling Xiao left, Mu Shicang's face looked unhappy. His unhappy face was different from others'. Others were unhappy when they were unhappy, but when he was unhappy, he would smile creepily. Just looking at that smile would give him goose bumps all over his body.
"This soup is delicious. Do you have any more?" Yang Shushu handed him the empty bowl, pretending not to see his expression.
Mu Shicang was used to having a smile that frightened everyone, but suddenly there was someone who wasn't afraid of him. He felt a little uncomfortable and his smile suddenly dropped: "Don't you think you should explain to me?"
"What's there to explain? It seems like you asked for the wine. I didn't drink it on purpose. It's not my fault that I can't drink much. If I could, I would like to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. As for Ling Xiao, what does he have to do with me? It's not me who asked him to come here." Yang Shushu was so confident that Mu Shicang couldn't find a word to refute her. Instead, he felt that she was right.
"Then why didn't you tell me you were allergic to alcohol?"
“…”Because I don’t know either.
"Even if you're angry with me, you don't have to joke about your body. I'm asking because I'm jealous, not because I don't trust you." Mu Shicang suddenly said.
"..." Yang Shushu widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief: Brother, what are you imagining now?
Mu Shicang's face was like the autumn weather. It was gloomy just now, but suddenly it turned from cloudy to sunny, and the sun was quite bright.
He took the bowl from her hand, filled another bowl of soup, then sat down beside the bed and started to feed her himself with a spoon. She shrank back in fear: "No, what's wrong with you?" Is he going crazy again?
"Nothing, I just suddenly feel very good. Oh, and throw away that porridge. The porridge you buy outside is not as good as the one made by our Mu family's chef. Uncle Liang will bring it over soon. Let's eat our own porridge together."
“…”Why is Xiaomuye’s mental breakdown getting worse and worse?
"I...I'll do it myself." Yang Shushu took the bowl and drank it in another gulp.
Mu Shicang: “…” I’ve never seen anyone drink soup so heroically. My wife is truly extraordinary.
So, when some people fall in love, their IQ seems to drop.
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Yang Shushu's allergic reaction was not serious. She didn't even notice it when she drank beer the day before, so she reasonably believed that her soul also affected her physical condition. This was a welcome discovery, at least it showed that her soul and this body were becoming more and more compatible.
She was discharged from the hospital at noon that day. Mu Shicang originally wanted her to stay in the hospital for observation for a day, but because she had to report to the hospital the next day, she refused sternly.
The next morning, she left the house early, rejected Mu Shicang's offer to send her off, and rode her scooter to Jihe Advertising.
When Yang Shushu was in school, she actually didn't study fine arts. She studied computer applications. But later, in order to expand her job search scope, she bought some books and learned some art-related subjects. However, she was still far from those who graduated from professional art academies, so she cherished this rare opportunity very much.
At this time, the person walking in front of her was said to be her future supervisor. She had met her on the day of the interview. She was a middle-aged woman who looked quite serious. She wore a formal black suit, her hair was tied up, and she wore white-rimmed glasses. Her facial features were actually pretty, but her stern expression diminished her appearance.
"That's your seat." The woman said, pointing to a spot in the corner.
Yang Shushu nodded and stood still. The woman turned her head to look at her and frowned: "Why are you still standing?"
Yang Shushu was stunned for a moment. Generally speaking, when new employees report, they should be introduced so that everyone can have a preliminary understanding of them, right?
Seeing Yang Shushu's surprised and confused face, the woman glared at her impatiently: "Don't dawdle, go sit down in your seat."
This supervisor seems to have a bad temper, maybe she is in menopause.
Having just arrived, Yang Shushu put on her little sheep coat and went to her seat. As she walked by, she vaguely heard a woman's voice: "It turns out that you can only rely on your face."
She didn't hear it clearly, and it was not easy for her to question him in person, so she just pretended not to hear it.
When she arrived at her seat, she realized that it was really a remote place, almost against the wall. The chairs could hardly be pulled apart, and the table was obviously smaller than others'. There was only a half-new computer on it, and nothing else.
She looked up at the other people's desks. There weren't many people in the design department, and everyone's seats were spacious, with even a few empty desks. But she was assigned here.
Uh—maybe it's a test for the newcomers! Yang Shushu thought about it and decided to forget it.
At this time, some people in the office were looking at her curiously. Every company has new employees, but this was the first time she saw employees so curious about new employees. Yang Shushu had just arrived and didn't have much work to do, so she sat in her seat and observed these employees.
These people seemed to always look at her from time to time, then look away as soon as her gaze passed by, and then whisper to each other when she wasn't paying attention.
The person closest to her was a young man with ordinary looks, wearing black-framed glasses, and giving off an otaku vibe. He was concentrating on looking at the computer at the moment. In the entire office, he was the only one who didn't look at her.
She simply asked him directly: "Brother, look at me, do I have two horns on my head? Or two wings on my back? Why do I feel like everyone is so curious about me?"
The man raised his eyes, pushed up his glasses, and went back to work, but he still answered her: "Because everyone in the design department knows that the new person who came today is the boss's lover."
Yang Shushu was stunned. She tilted her head and thought for a long time, then pointed at herself and said, "Is that Qing'er talking about me?"
This time the man didn't even look up: "There's a new person coming to the design department today."
"Heh..." Yang Shushu was shocked and didn't know whether to laugh or not. She simply raised her voice and asked the man, "Can I ask, what's your boss's name?"
The man finally looked up. Although Yang Shushu's appearance was not stunning, she was the kind that would make people like her at first sight, especially men. The young man looked at her for a while before saying, "My boss's surname is Ji. As for my name, I've only been here for more than a month and haven't paid attention to it."
An employee who didn't even pay attention to the boss's name was quite unique. Yang Shushu nodded vigorously at him: "Thank you, brother, for telling me my Qing'er's last name."
The man suddenly smiled and said, "You're quite interesting. My name is Zheng Zhen, welcome."
Yang Shushu also stretched out her hand without hesitation and shook his: "Yang Shushu, please take care of me in the future."
Zheng Zhen looked around at the men and women who were looking at him with disdain, and lowered his voice, saying, "Now, let me tell you something. Not only do they think you're Mr. Ji's mistress, but our Director Wang thinks so too. Mr. Ji brought her from Huacheng City. She's said to hate women like you who rely on their looks to get ahead the most. You better be careful in the future."
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